Sorry for the wait. I lost my password then I remembered Soooo…yeah. This is extremely short because I wrote it in like 15 minutes, but I felt the need to publish a new story. Well here goes.

Disclaimer- I do not own the pure awesomeness that is also known as My Babysitter's A Vampire,

"Hey Sarah," Samantha Morgan greeted as she opened the door and gestured for Sarah to come in. "Thanks again for coming on short notice. We should be back by midnight, and we're bringing Jane with us, but Ethan's sick so we still need you to babysit," she explained. "Call if you need anything." And with that, she rushed out of the house to the car where her husband, Ross Morgan, was waiting for her.

So I get to spend the rest of the day with Ethan Sarah thought. YAYY!

Sarah walked up the stairs to Ethan's room and gently knocked on the door before pushing the door open. She saw Ethan in his bed staring at the ceiling.

"Hey Ethan," Sarah said softly as if she was afraid that if she said it any louder she'll frighten him.

Ethan slowly turned his head toward Sarah so slow that it made Molasses look like a speeding bullet. He weakly raised his right hand at the same slow pace and waved at her before dropping his hand with a thud. "Hi," he said, his voice sounding raspy like he had just finished crying.

"Do you want something to eat?"

"Soup please," Ethan strained out if he was in pain. "And would you put some medicine in there so I could go back to sleep?"


Sarah walked towards the exit and went down the staircase to the kitchen. She quickly made a bowl of Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup. She grabbed the pills of Tylenol out of the pantry, popped the top off, and poured two pills in her hand. She crushed the pills between her palms and proceeded to sprinkle the now powdered medicine in the soup.

She carefully walked up the steps back into Ethan's room, careful not to spill any. When she handed the bowl to Ethan, she watched him as he silently ate. When he was done, he handed the bowl back to Sarah. Sarah watched as he turned over and soon after started to snore slightly.

She walked over to where he was laying and brushed some hair out of his hair before she kissed his cheek and walked out the door.

Ethan waited for the door to close shut before he smiled. "Being sick isn't so bad. I should get sick more often."

And that is all. Keep an eye out for a new one-shot later on…maybe months depending on when I'm allowed to use the computer again (it's complicated), but remember. It's never too late to review on one of my other stories.